Frederick White and Ruth Glass – Marjorie and John White’s Parents
Frederick John Scroxton White was born on January 14,
1885, at #49 Clave (or Clare) Street in Northampton,
England; during the time when the sun never sat on the
English Empire. Before Cicely was born in 1887, the family
moved to #1 Northcote Street. His family converted to the
LDS faith, and his parents were baptized on March 16, 1888,
by Elder Thomas Ezra Wrighton. They departed for New York
City on April 28, 1888; their ship was the S. S. Wisconsin
and arrived on May 16th. They travel by train to Salt Lake.
After living with Richard and Ellen Holton, his mother’s
cousins, they moved three times. In August 1890, Fred’s
father purchased a home at 225 Iowa. In February of 1893,
Fred was baptized by Elder Williams, and later confirmed a
member by Joseph H. Felt. In 1894, Fred was sealed in the
Salt Lake Temple to his parents. 1
As a child, Fred was a real boy; he delighted in teasing and
playing pranks—not just on Halloween. 1 As a teenager, he
took a neighbors' buggy apart and reassembled it on top of
the neighbors' barn; the neighbor was willing to forgive
Fred on the condition that Fred explain how he was able to
do it. On Halloween, he enjoyed turning over out-houses that
were behind neighbors’ homes. In the summer, he enjoyed
roaming the hills of the Wasatch Front.2 Additionally, his
sisters were perfect for teasing. He was mechanically minded
often disassembling and reassembling bicycles. Many a time
he walked to the spring to bring water home for the family’s
use. 1
Fred liked, and was good to, old people, among who was Adam
Croutch, who passed their home twice a day with hoops on his
shoulders, which he picked up from the barrels at the
brewery on 10th East between 3rd and 4th South, where he
worked. These he gave to any child who might ask for them.
Years went by, but Fred always stopped him on the street and
put money in his hand. Another such person was “Crazy
Miller”, as he was referred to. Fred and the boys would
gather at his humble home, which was very conspicuous, to
hear his stories and eat the candy which he had brought for
them. This man had an unfortunate love affair, which
affected his mind. He kept a light burning in the window for
the bride who never came. He was a plasterer. He always wore
a high silk hat, and swallow tails under his apron, while
working, and slept in his coffin. Fred had a mental list of
persons whom he helped when he was old enough to earn money.
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Fred and the neighborhood boys formed a club, which was just
over the fence in a dugout rudely constructed from old
boards. This, together with a drum which he didn’t know how
to play, annoyed a nervous neighbor whose husband left
notice at the door, telling Fred to go to the hills or
elsewhere if he must play. Neither the club nor the drums
lasted long. How different Fred’s sounds were to Cousin
Ellen Holton who idolized Fred. He was drumming on the piano
which Cicely was buying (as he did every time he could get
to it) on a day Ellen was visiting. Though he couldn’t play,
and was making an awful noise, she said, “Sarah, let the
dear boy play, it sounds good!” 1
While Sarah Ann had the patience of an angel, Fred’s Sunday
school teacher was not as patient. Fred had thrown spit
balls and had whittled his name in a church bench. The
teacher took Fred to the stand and made him sit there,
facing the audience. This so humiliated Fred that he could
not be persuaded to attend Sunday School. This act not only
affected the religious life of a boy, but the teacher lost
the love and respect of the Ward members. 1
Many happy days were spent in the country, but it wasn’t all
fun. In Perry, Fred helped Uncle John with the chores, with
the cattle and the hay, sleeping in the log cabin, which
consisted of five rooms with only one inside door that led
into Aunt Jene’s room from the dining room. After the cabin
was torn down, he slept at Uncle John’s home, up the lane.
Other times, he spent part of the summer with Uncle Fred in
Brigham City. Uncle Fred didn’t have a farm; he was an
attorney, but his home was surrounded by fruit trees,
vegetables, lawn, flowers, current bushed, nut trees, two
arbors covered with two kinds of grapes which they ate as
they swung in the hammock, as well as a barn with a few
animals, all of which made it an interesting place. He also
had a surrey and took Fred fishing, as did Uncle John. At
Uncle Fred’s, Fred also had to make himself useful. 1
Fred liked to roller skate in the auditorium at Richards
Street and to see and hear the “Great Ferdon, the Medicine
Man, who entertained in a large tent. To this tent he took
Grace quite often when acting as a baby sitter, while mother
and his other two sisters went to the theater. 1
The family celebrated birthdays with cakes, and Christmas
with large dinners that always included Yorkshire pudding.
On New Year’s Day, the family would always gather together
to sing “God Save the Queen”.2
Ruth Glass
Ruth Glass was born on March 17, 1893, in Salt Lake City;
Utah was still a territory, not becoming a state until 1896.
She was born on St Patrick’s Day and loved her Irish
ancestry. Ruth was very proud of Utah and her pioneer
heritage. Her sister, Laura (Lol) Mae Glass, was born on
August 11, 1899, in Salt Lake City. Ruth was loving and
protective of her little sister. She would hurry home each
day to take Lol to school, since Lol felt she needed
assistance. 3
Because her father sought employment opportunities in
Chicago, Ruth attended First Grade in Chicago. Upon
returning to Utah, she attended the Wasatch School and the
Lowell School. Ruth loved school and was excited by the
wonders of the world. Ruth felt insecure after her parents’
divorce. Her grandmother constantly reminded her of the
burden Samuel had placed on her, leaving the family without
sustenance. The little girl needed love and not the constant
reminder of her father's imperfections. Ruth was taught
house work and worked hard, as there were many tasks to
complete in those days. She cleaned the kerosene lamps,
cleaned the outside bathroom, beat rugs, washed clothing by
hand on a scrubbing board, and did other chores that were
required of her. She performed the tasks well; she had been
well trained by her mother and grandmother Emma. 3 Emma was
not always happy with the responsibility of helping Ruth,
complaining to Ruth about wearing out the carpets, and the
mess her father had left them in. Ruth’s childhood was
difficult. 2
Eliza Jane was finally able to have her own little home for
Ruth and Lol. Eliza worked as a seamstress and made many
beautiful hats and blouses. Ruth continued to help her
mother in the care of their humble home and of her sister
Lol. After Eliza had a long day at work, Ruth would have
dinner ready. Ruth would often stay with her aunts, and she
should assist them in caring for their children. Ruth had a
great love for her aunts, each one, dear to her in a special
way. Ruth enjoyed her cousins and felt close to them. Ruth
showed a great amount of outwardly love for her family; in
stark contrast to her mother and grandmother's sternness and
bitterness.3
Now grown up, Ruth stopped her education and did not finish
high school; at this time, it was common not to complete
high school. Ruth decided to obtain employment at Cohn's
Department Store where she worked in the dress pattern
department. It was here that she met co-worker, Frederick
White, who she was soon to marry. Ruth had become a
beautiful, dark haired girl with lovely brown eyes. In 1909,
Fred found employment as a display manager at Wright's
Department Store in Ogden. He decided to marry Ruth. Fred
took a gold piece to the jeweler who made it into a ring. On
April 19, 1909, they eloped and were married by a justice of
the peace in Ogden, Utah. Fred rented a surrey, horse and
buggy, and traveled to Brigham City, Utah on their
honeymoon, staying with Fred's Uncle John who lived in
Perry, Utah. 3 The family in Salt Lake did not know that
they were married until Ruth called her mother that
afternoon. That night, Eliza Glass and Fred Penfold, who
where married the next year, came to the John White’s home
to discuss the matter, inasmuch as Ruth was sixteen years
old. Fred was eight years older. Tears turned into smiles.
John White, Fred’s father, said, “If her name is Ruth, I
know I, for one, am going to love her because she has my
favorite sister’s name.” 1
After a few days, the newlyweds returned to Ogden where they
resided. Unfortunately, Fred and Ruth lost their wedding
certificate, and the justice of the peace had failed to
record the wedding with Weber County. Upon retirement and in
order to take advantage of Social Security and Medicare,
Fred and Ruth were required to provide proof of marriage. On
August 29, 1950, Ruth and Fred were again married by a
district judge in Reno, Nevada on the way to visit Lol in
California. 3
When Fred's father, John White, became ill in the early
autumn, passing away October 1910, Fred made the decision to
move back to Salt Lake City to be near his mother. He found
employment with Auerbach’s, a large department store
competing with ZCMI. They lived with Grandmother White
(Sarah Ann) for a short time. On July 19, 1910, they were
blessed with a beautiful boy, John Frederick White. John was
born at Grandmother Eliza Jane's home. For a time it was
feared that both mother and son would die. As a result of
birth injuries, he was born deaf. The doctor for a time
feared he would loose both Ruth and the baby, but
fortunately both were spared. On December 5, 1914, Ruth
Helen White, a beautiful baby, was born but died on January
14, 1915, her father's birthday. Great sadness was
experienced with her passing, their first daughter. On July
2, 1916, a very healthy baby was born; they named her
Marjorie June. This fat cheeked little baby looked to them
as if she were here to stay. Lol lived just a few doors
west, so she took great delight in helping Ruth care for
Marjorie. As a teenager and in later life, Lol’s nickname
for Marjorie was Betty. 3
Ruth and Fred took their son to ear doctors, hoping he might
receive help with his hearing problem. It was finally
decided that Jack should attend the Deaf School in Ogden. He
was a bright young child, and they wanted what was best for
him and his future. Ruth and Fred were sorrowful that Jack
was to leave, but recognized the importance of his
education. Jack would come home once a month, and Eliza Jane
would drive her car to the Bamberger Station on West South
Temple and help Ruth welcome him home. As loving parents,
Ruth and Fred would drive to Ogden to visit Jack on Sundays
and take him out for a ride and dinner. Each May, Jack would
return for summer vacation to Salt Lake City. He learned to
be very self reliant at school and was active in sports. 3
Ruth and Fred found great joy in their family association
with Cicely, Florence, Grace, and Ralph Cracroft. One summer
week was spent with the Cracrofts at Vivian Park on the
Provo River outside Provo, Utah. Ruth and Fred enjoyed the
mountains and frequent family picnic lunches. Autumns were
always a time Fred enjoyed driving up American Fork Canyon
to delight in the beauty of the autumn colors. Fred loved to
tease his sisters and would always find a steep mountain
road that would scare his sister Cicely. She would say,
"Fred stop the car and let me walk." The Alpine Loop Road
was the most terrifying to her. Grandmother Sarah Ann would
always have the greatest confidence in her son's driving
ability and remained in the car. 3
Depression years in the 1930's brought hardships on many
families. Fred was display manager for Auerbach’s on Third
South and State; Auerbach’s was the largest and most
elaborate department store in Utah. In 1934, he was released
from his job due to a cut in department heads. He searched
many months for employment and found nothing. He then made
the decision to start his own commercial art business. Fred
had a difficult time controlling Ruth’s spending habits,
especially during the Great Depression. He remained in that
business until the on set of Word War II, and then found
employment with Roes Department Store. The family had been
living at 1140 Herbert Avenue; Fred had grown tired of home
and lawn care so they moved to the Ivanhoe Apartments in
1935 and lastly to the Elaine Apartments, both on Third
South between Fourth and Fifth East. Fred enjoyed cigars
which caused his daughter Marjorie to get serious headaches.
Paul Cracroft, a nephew, remembers stopping by and watching
Fred work at Auerbach’s. The windows were among the most
striking department store windows in town and bore Fred’s
artistry and personality. Fred would finger waive his
nephews and nieces into the store, reward them with a wink,
an ubiquitous smile, and an equally ubiquitous half-dollar.
Paul remembers Uncle Fred’s ever-present cigar, and the
family’s strong love for Fred. Fred drew from a treasure
trove of stories, some of them fit for childish ears. He
never failed to get a laugh from Ralph Cracroft, Paul’s dad,
or occasional dark look from his sister Grace, Paul’s
mother.4
The war brought about gasoline and tire rationing along with
food and shoe rationing, so Fred sold his last car, a
Pontiac Sedan. Ruth and Fred enjoyed walking and continued
to enjoy this pastime for many years. 3
Ruth worked at Hughes Dress Shop and The Maternity Shop,
selling wearing apparel. Fred retired in 1955, and Ruth
retired shortly thereafter. They found pleasure in being
with the family. Fred enjoyed reading good books and always
had time for his daily walk. Fred would put on his hat and
suit; Ruth would put on her black dress, jewelry, hat and
gloves; and they would go for a stroll on Broadway (300
South) and up Main. Fred would enjoy a good smoke along the
way since Ruth no longer allowed Fred to smoke in the house.
They took various trips with Fred’s sisters to New York
City, New England States, Canada, Southern Utah and the
Northwest. Cliff Cracroft took the family on many trips; he
was Ralph Cracroft's younger brother and Grace’s
brother-in-law. Ruth was thrilled with nature and would
often talk of her love of nature and its beauty. 3
Richard Thomsen remembered visits to Ruth and Fred meant a
climb up to the third floor of the Elaine Apartments on 300
South. On the fight up the stairs, old cigar smoke could be
smelt. Upon opening the door, Ruth provided a strong hug and
a big kiss, including lip stick on the cheek. Fred would
welcome you with a twinkle in his eye; that twinkle often
meant trouble for Ruth. Ruth, while normally upbeat, had
little if any humor; this gave Fred great opportunities for
teasing. After a round of teasing, Ruth were blurt out, “Eh
Gads Fred.” He often called Ruth “Diamond Lil”; Ruth had a
fondness for elaborate jewelry, enjoyed a new hat, and
normally wore a black dress. Visits with grandchildren often
included a walk to the ice cream store. Family visits
included checkers and hearts played around the dining room
table. Food was normally fried chicken or chops, mashed
potatoes, and a green salad. Ruth was an expert “salt and
pepper” cook. The fried chicken was the best ever smelt
under heaven. Dinners normally ended with strawberry ice
cream. Less formal dinners would be served on little tables
called TV tables in front of the television in the living
room. Ruth cooked simple foods and did not use recipes, thus
none survived. Due to steam heat in the apartment and after
preparing a large meal, Ruth would be hot, show exasperation
over the heat, and would swing the windows open in the
winter for a breath of cool air. On frequently enjoyed car
rides around the Wasatch Front, Ruth would need the car
window opened a crack. Since Fred did not like gravy, Ruth
often called him a “dry old Englishman.” Ruth had nervous
energy and seemed to be ever talking. Just before leaving,
Fred gave a half-dollar to the grandchildren.2
Fred became ill in 1963 and was in declining health for five
years. It was difficult to see this happy humorous man fail
in health and memory. He died on October 7, 1968, in his
home. He died with his green card (a copy is attached),
remaining a loyal citizen to the crown. The savings account
for retirement was now gone so the family helped Ruth with
her rent. Ruth died on August 22, 1981, in a rest home in
Salt Lake City, after suffering several years from dementia.
Ruth and Fred's greatest love of life was their family.
Ruth's kisses and hugs and the twinkle in Fred’s eyes are
remembered by her grandchildren. 3
The world had changed in their lifetime. Two world wars and
a serious depression had struck Utah very hard. During their
lifetime, Fred and Ruth saw for the first time electric
lights, automobiles, paved streets, immunizations, phones,
radios, airplanes, refrigerators, washing machines,
televisions, and space flight. With all these changes, the
love of their family had remained steadfast.2
Sources:
1. History written by Florence White
2. Memories written by Richard Thomsen
3. History written by Marjorie June White Thomsen
4. Memories written by Paul Cracroft, nephew
Memories of Grandpa Fred and Grandma Ruth
As a young boy, I have fond memories of visiting my
grandparents. I can remember walking up the steps to their
apartment and could tell by the aroma we were going to have
one of Grandma Ruth's wonderful ham dinners with all the
fixins. Grandpa Fred always made us feel welcome. I enjoyed
his sense of humor and teasing. I never saw Grandpa Fred
smoke, but I would see his pipe and recognized the familiar
scent of his pipe tobacco. I never could beat Grandpa Fred
at checkers or Chinese checkers. I would play with intensity
as I tried to plan ahead his possible moves. He was always a
move or two ahead and encouraged me to keep playing. Grandpa
made our visits entertaining, and I marveled at his art work
and would ask him to draw me pictures of cars and trains. I
remember when it was time to leave, we would say our
goodbyes, and Grandpa would call me back up to him and he
would place quarters in my hand and tell me to get an ice
cream.
Grandma and Grandpa were always dressed up. I wondered if
they ever wore Levis and casual attire. Grandpa Fred would
wear a suit and tie and hat, and Grandma Ruth would wear a
very nice dress, hat and gloves, and they would go downtown
to shop or to sit and watch people. I will never forget
Grandpa Fred's comment one time when he saw a hippie walking
down the street by Auerbach's in the 60's, and he said,
"Ruth, Ruth look at that one!"
I remember both Grandma and Grandpa were hard workers. I
remember visiting Grandma at work at a clothing store, and
she looked so beautiful and sophisticated. Grandpa was a
commercial artist, and I can remember he worked at
Auerbach's. On one occasion, I told Grandpa that I was
taking a woodshop class and enjoyed making projects for my
parents. He asked if I knew how to work a jig saw, and I
told him I did. He asked me and my Dad to go with him to a
storage area in the apartment complex. I remember walking
there and wondered what we were going to do. He uncovered a
Delta jig saw and mentioned he had used it for years at
Auerbach’s to make displays. I was so excited and can
remember my Dad and I carrying it out to the car.
Forty-three years later, I am still enjoying that jig saw
and have made many projects including pine wood derby cars
for each of my sons during their Cub Scout years.
Grandma and Grandpa were supportive to attend special
functions and made me feel important. While on my mission,
Grandma Ruth wrote letters on a regular basis. She always
sealed the back of the envelope with a lipstick kiss on the
envelope. I can remember my missionary companions teasing me
that I had a letter from my girl friend!
Grandma Ruth was good to call and to keep in touch and to
ask about what I was doing. She was a good listener and made
me feel important as she asked questions to let me know she
was really interested in what I was doing. Grandma Ruth and
Grandpa Fred were the only grandparents I knew, and I
especially love them for being good and loving parents to my
Dad.
Written by John (Jack) Allen White
(grandson) on March 15, 2006
Memories of Grandpa Fred and Grandma Ruth
Even at my age of 66, I can still recall fond memories of
Grandpa Fred White and Grandma Ruth Glass White. What a
devoted and handsome couple they made. Grandpa was always in
his suit, tie and hat, and Grandma was always in her lovely
dress, gloves and a fetching hat to match. One might have
called them 'Mutt and Jeff'. Grandma Ruth was considerably
taller than Grandpa Fred. Their difference in height didn't
seem to matter to them as they walked lovingly together on
daily walks from their apartment to the downtown area.
I remember spending much time in the different apartments
they lived in. Grandma Ruth was a wonderful cook, and always
displayed a lovely setted table to go with her robust and
tasty meals. Each time just before we sat down to eat,
Grandpa Fred would tell us, with a big grin on his face, how
hard he had worked to prepare the meal and set the table.
Grandma Ruth would step in with, "Oh Fred, you know you
didn't do all the work for this dinner"! Grandpa Fred never
seemed to tire of teasing Grandma.
Grandpa Fred was the family master at regular checkers and
Chinese checkers. We grandchildren all tried to beat him at
these games, but to my knowledge, none of us could best him,
much less even win one game from him. Grandpa was a
commercial artist, and I enjoyed watching him draw figures
for us. As a young child and even into my adult life, I
remember Grandpa Fred reaching into his pant pockets and
drawing out money (change) which he lovingly placed into my
hands. At one time, he smoked a pipe. I can still almost
smell the sweet smell of the tobacco coming from his pipe.
To remember him as my only grandpa and as a fun, loving,
sweet, and caring man is a treasured legacy!
Grandma Ruth always had a singing canary or a parakeet in
her dining room. I remember the beautiful trills from the
canaries, and the happy chirps from the parakeets. She had a
parakeet until the last few years of her life. The two
apartments I remember being in radiated warmth, good food
and love of family. My cousin Roger Thomsen and I spent many
happy and fun hours together looking at our grandparents'
National Geographic magazines. I recall us sitting in
comfortable overstuffed chairs, laughing and enjoying being
together as cousins while the adults visited in another
room.
Grandma Ruth continually expressed her love and pride not
only for her grandchildren, but also for her
great-grandchildren. She seemed to have a special concern
for her deaf great grandson, Dan Mathis. I think she felt
this way because her own son, my father, John F. White was
also deaf. She worried about the challenges that might come
to him, and wanted Dan to have the best education and life
possible.
When Claudia Thomsen (Roger's wife) and I were expecting our
first child within a few months of each other, she gave us
both beautiful pink matching baby blankets. She couldn't
wait for her first great-grandchildren to come, nor could
she wait for us to open her gifts of the blankets. Grandma
Ruth asked us to open the gifts even before the babies were
born. How she knew we would both have girls is beyond me.
This of course was in the 'olden days' before ultrasounds.
Grandma always wore magenta colored lipstick. She sent notes
and birthday cards to the family and sealed them with a
'magenta kiss' on the paper.
I have sad memories of Grandma Ruth in her later years of
life. She struggled to care for our bedridden grandfather at
a time when nursing help was not as available as it is now.
She took such good care of him! When her own health and
strength failed, she had to live in nursing homes. It was an
unhappy life for her to be away from her apartment, and the
lovely things she and grandpa had bought during their
lifetime of hard work. She also felt torn from her family
and the opportunities to do the things she loved to do. Even
in the final year of her life, she would sadly and lovingly
show me a framed painted portrait of her mother and her
natural father, Samuel Glass. Grandma Ruth also left me a
legacy to remember; her natural beauty, smile, and her love
for the family!
Written by Carol Ann White Mathis
(granddaughter)
My fond memories of long ago...
Visits with grandpa Fred and grandma Ruth were laced with
special memories. They started with a drive in one of dad's
most beloved cars, down memorable streets, to a special
apartment building in downtown Salt Lake. The apartment
building had beautiful gates, through which one would walk
and soon enter a beautiful courtyard with gardens and an
exquisite water fountain. The fountain was a beautiful
maiden with long flowing hair. A fountain so loved and
adored by grandma and grandpa. One would always look up to
the top level to see their apartment and see if they were
looking out and waving. Once inside the apartment building,
it was a long trek up the stairs. Often the stairway was
filled with the aromas of grandma's most wonderful cooking.
Once at the door, one was always greeted with a hug and a
kiss with lots of lipstick. Grandpa would be in his favorite
chair and smile at you with his mischievous grin, and ask
for a hug. One would put their coat on the bed in the
bedroom that was filled with antiques, ornate perfume
bottles, numerous splendid hats, and many fancy hat boxes.
It was always a treat to have one of grandma's most
excellent home cooked meals. She also had a way with sweet
rolls buttered and broiled just right. She kept her
apartment clean, tidy, and beautifully decorated. She always
made you feel welcome and fed you well. She always gave me
beautiful cards and hankies perfumed with violets.
Grandpa always teased grandma. He, with such a look of
mischief on his face; and she, with such a look of half
disgust and half loving pleasure. He doted on her and always
watched her. She was his beautiful love. He loving referred
to her as Diamond Lil. She always looked just beautiful in
her lovely dresses, fancy hats, gloves, and lots of JEWELRY.
Her hair, makeup and lipstick (purple) were always done up
just right. Grandpa was always so proud of her and treated
her with such respect and love. Grandma always waited on
him, cooked well for him, and loved him back. Whenever we
took them home, they always gave you a big hug and kiss
goodbye. Grandpa would always give me some peanuts when he
said goodbye. If he did not have peanuts, he gave me some
coins to buy peanuts. I saved all those coins. They were so
special because he gave them to me with such love and
sweetness. I hope he is not upset I did not buy peanuts...
They both set an example of love and respect for each other.
They always kept smiling, through good and not so good
times. They were always such a joy to be with.
God speed the day our journeys cross again. We shall share
hugs and kisses, and stories of life. I can show grandpa his
coins. Until then, God speed and bless them both.
Amen. Sherri White Berntsen
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Fred’s Green Card
Ruth Glass in 1893 in Salt Lake City
Ruth Glass in about 1903 with her aunt, Laura Glass Heisler
Fred as a boy
Ruth, Jack, and Fred White in 1912
Cohn’s Department Store is where Fred and Ruth worked and met in 1907. The picture is from 1914.
Auerbach’s in the 1940’s, where Fred worked.
Ruth and Jack fishing
Jack, Ruth and Fred in the backseat with their friends the Bakers in the front seat going to Yellowstone in about 1917
In about 1923, Jack, Ruth, Marjorie
Fred, Sarah, Jack, Grace and Ruth on front porch
Auerbach’s store window in 1908, Fred started working for Auerbach’s in 1910 and was responsible for window displays.
Fred with three cigars in pocket
In about 1930, Marjorie, Eliza, and Ruth
Ruth in 1943
Fred in about 1940
Ruth in about 1962
Fred’s signature from Will in 1956
Ruth’s signature from Social Security Health Insurance card in 1966
Golden Wedding Anniversary in 1959 at Marjorie White Thomsen’s living room
Fred and Ruth lived from 1952 to 1977 on the top floor of the Elaine Apartments, located at approximately 450 East on 300 South. The arrow indicates the location of their apartment.
In front of the home of Sarah, Florence and Cicely White in 1947
Right to left: Vida White (Jack’s wife), Florence and Cicely (Fred’s sisters), Ruth White, Marjorie White Thomsen, Jack White, and Fred White
Ruth and Fred’s living room in 1965, with dining room behind and bedroom to right Left to Right: Jack White, Fred, Ruth, Vida White, and Sherri White (Jack’s daughter)
The Great-grandchildren on Ruth’s couch in 1965
Left to right: Michael Thomsen, Ruth, Helena Thomsen, Catherine Thomsen (the first great-grandchild, and Fred. Michael and Catherine are the children of Roger and Claudia Thomsen
Left to right: Helena Thomsen, Catherine Thomsen, Michael Thomsen, Grace White Cracroft, Florence White, Fred, Jack White and Ruth